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As I rub the smokey colors from my eyes,
Watch the minutes, so mellifluous.
Shards of penitence glint in the rain,
The petrichor almost masking the sting of sibilance in your string of words.
Too small, too small to remember the incendiary strife.
Too old to abandon the blaze.
White mist morning contrasting with the fiery…read more
This is such a beautiful poem. There is a sense of letting yourself free in this poem and I am all here for it. Thank for sharing and thank you for being a part of The Unsealed.
As I noticed March coming to an end, which makes me aware that women’s month awareness closing it curtains for next year. It makes me wonder why does it have to be a month to honor women for what we’ve been through? Why can’t it just be everyday, just acknowledging our accomplishments and hardships. Of course, it can be too much…read more
I had fallen into a career I truly loved, selling floor care, cleaning products, and equipment. It came on the heels of me losing a job with United States Steel, Duquesne Works, in Pittsburgh. The mill closed, and I thought that was it for me, but my mother taught me to have a good work ethic, so out hunting work, I went. I found two jobs being a…read more
I love your story Larry. It’s a story of taking a chance on yourself, believing in yourself and going for it – no matter what anyone thinks. So amazing and so inspiring. Thank you for sharing and thank you for being a part of our family. <3 Lauren
You can picture the scene. A typical college student, full-time classes, long lectures, terrible cafeteria food, and going to sports games. What might not be so obvious is why I went to college. A lot of things built up over the years, and waking up in a dorm room felt so freeing. I felt like I could finally breathe. Almost six hours away from my…read more
Maryann, I absolutely love this story for so many reasons. It is so well written. But besides that it shares a message of courage, a message of friendship, a message of determination and a message of the power we each have to create a better environment for our lives and our future. Thank you for sharing. Thank you for being a part of our family.…read more
Dear Unsealed Community,
When I was in my first semester of college at C. W. Post I was very unhappy. I had never been away from home for any length of time or away from my parents. I was also a very sheltered 18 year old so I was a bit unprepared for the typical college bad behavior that goes on. Adding to this, I did not get along…read more
Almost six years ago, I graduated from Youngstown State University with honors and a Bachelor’s Degree of Journalism. I majored in Journalism, but I always tell people that I had a double-minor at YSU. I technically minored in Communication, but I had another minor: Determination.
Being on the autism spectrum, I attended job counseling. Every…read more
Drew, I absolutely love this. You are INCREDIBLE. I think you should connect with fellow member @jsapril He has CP and he is going through the process of trying to get a job. <3 Lauren
Is he currently going through job counseling? What was his major in college? What is he passionate about? What would he like to pursue for his livelihood? I wish him nothing but success.
Drew, your story about your “hat in the ring” is truly inspiration! Thank you for always being in my corner! I was inspired by your risk and I am taking my own!
As they say, “Now I have to execute the game plan!!
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Forge your will in steal,
Outmaneuver your enemies, who feel,
Replete in knowing they’re the heel.
Give them your support when they fall,
Inspire them to be better than before.
View their progress and motivate before you bore,
Inverting foe to friend, like before.
Never lose hope for betterment
Even when all is stacked against you,
Simmer the…read more
aww this is so sweet and so powerful. It is always good for your soul and the soul of others to be able to put love into the world – even love towards the people who hurt you. Forgiveness is healing. Thank you for sharing. <3 Lauren
Mmm…. Lovely orange blossoms my favorite. I would like to lie between the orange trees and soak their sweet scent.
To be taken by the wind as I stare at the lovely blue sky and believe clouds could really be animals and other silly things.
Taking in the sun and its rays feeling the heat kiss my face.
I smile and dream lovely dreams of days past…read more
Love this. So sweet. Keep taking in the world and enjoying the little things in life. You so deserve it. And, of course, keep writing about all those wonderful moments.
At the end I suppose.
I came home and walked to my medicine drawer to grab the medication
I usually drink nightly. I take the bottle and take one. I then decide to take all the bottle. I let some fall in, then all.
I am not sure if I came in knowing I wanted to or already had a plan
I head inside the closet and I texted the ones I loved and…read more
Melinda. I read this and I see so much strength. I am sorry for what you are going through. But it takes courage to fight to get better and it takes even more courage to tell people about it.
One thing I know for sure about life, is it’s always changing. You may fell like your story isn’t progressing. But you’re just to close to it. Every day…read more
This note is something that I’ve done for the last two years. As my friend Chari Pere posted about the things that she had done in the last year. The following is this years list.
In the last year…
I’ve moved on from a job of eight years and found a new, albeit temporary job
The trip to Italy happened after a two year delay…read more
The sun in someones sky
The air that fills lungs and makes them alive
The blood that fills veins
The thoughts that invade at every moment
The sweet fragrance of a flower
The tasty meal after hunger
I want to be…
The Moon in someones night
The apple of ones eye
The caress on someones face
The soft kiss on ones neck
The hand…read more
My name is Victoria and I want to first start out by appreciating your strength. I’m a 25-year-old digital creator, blogger, and mental health advocate from Texas! I never really claimed to be an “advocate” because I have no diagnosed illnesses. However, we all have mental health- and I’ve come to realize that it shouldn’t have to…read more
I didn’t know Twitch at all to be honest. I stay in touch with current pop culture as much as possible. I’ve learned as much as people say you get older and out of touch. I say no you get busier and have different priorities or other things absorbing your attention. So I didn’t know the impact he had on others but respect that he maximized the g…read more
Thank you so much for these touching words Jamie. Writing this letter makes me think of Cheslie Kryst, the former Miss USA who also died by suicide. She had my dream career and I’d have loved to be in her position, but some of us are carrying invisible weights. I wish I could do more than write a letter to be honest but I hope she reads this one…read more
Dear Mrs. Shuster:
Even though it’s been close to 13 years since I left the halls of Lakeview High School, but you are still my favorite teacher of all-time in my academic career. When I was just eight years old, you introduced me to The Rich Center at Youngstown State.
When I was 10, I was moved to your classroom and enjoyed every minute of it.…read more
Growing up, I didn’t always appreciate you as I do now. I didn’t fully understand you as a child because our dreams were so different. At ten years old, I was outspoken and already very career driven. You always liked working and wanted to do well, but you never had a burning desire for a promotion or more responsibilities. For a lon…read more
@shelleybrill I wrote this for you. I love you so much and I hope you know how much I appreciate you (even though you get on my nerves sometimes). Love you!
Pain from the valves. It’s like pain we must allow. That corrals the mild. It’s like your inner child being lost in crowd. That’s loud. Boisterous like an oyster—Crushed. It’s something we all experience in the most serious of situations. Ones that lead to lituations and often litigations that are wrought with hatred. It’s almost as if someone nev…read more
Mentor: what do the last three syllables of that sound like? TOUR, a guide, and in the word MENtor, it’s MEN who are guided along for the tour of life: not literal men, people.
I remember it like it was yesterday, the place, middle school, the time, 2009, I was only 11 but, oh, I hear that rhythmic bell blasting right now;
This is such a beautiful poem. There is a sense of letting yourself free in this poem and I am all here for it. Thank for sharing and thank you for being a part of The Unsealed.
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